Björk The man put out His head and looked at me I put him, put him Underneath my shirt Now he's scrathcing In bus number 12 I sit in the back And cough all the time
My bedroom Is at the end of the corridore Where I listen to cassettes And especially loud tonight So nobody hears him He's mine, mine, mine, mine, mine I'm gonna keep him Underneath my bed
Yeah, yeah, he'll be loved here Yeah yeah, could have kept him
Einar Behind the curtains She tucked me into darkness I didn't know where I was Or where I was going I got scared This was my first time Away from home
I started to claw Claw and scratch Wanted to escape The grave was worth She won't let me go She took me away x3
Björk Yeah, yeah, will be loved here Yeah yeah, could have kept him Yeah, yeah, will be loved here Yeah yeah, could have kept him
Einar But she would She wouldn-t let Let me go But she gave me A good home When she took me away
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